The cacophony of vehicles were heard on some areas of the British metropolis, known as London. How the place always remain busy with trekking passerbys and some double-deckers roam pass one another. As they all do, there was something going on in the headquarters of everyone's beloved agent from the United Kingdom. The headquarters, which is discreetly designed to look like a red Royal Mail Post box, was stirring up a bit when Danger Mouse was roaming around the main room.
In the living room, we see DM, listening to his theme music in a loop on those earpods connected to a music tablet (very resemblancing to an Ipod) on the rounded mattress. While he bobs his head to it, a familiar hamster in glasses walk into the room and calls him name. "Chief." No response. "Chief?" This frustrates the sidesick as he begins to tap the agent's shoulder. "Oi, chief!" he yells, which he finally got Danger Mouse's attention. The white hero notices him and removes one earbud off his ears. "Oh, hello, Pen